Bank on it: 'Prada to Payless' blogger will fight foreclosure to the end

Friday

Nov 30, 2012 at 12:01 AM

Today is the day. Today a lawyer from Philadelphia is coming to our house to talk to us about our meeting tomorrow with our mortgage company.

Today is the day.

Today a lawyer from Philadelphia is coming to our house to talk to us about our meeting tomorrow with our mortgage company.

It seemed like forever ago when all of this mess began.

I remember the day that we went to the sheriff's office and were served with our foreclosure papers.

I was shaking as I signed my name. We walked to the car in Courthouse Square. It was gray out and very cold.

We got into the car and David was not speaking. He looked so incredibly stressed. Almost breakable, like if I said the wrong thing to him at that moment he would have just been reduced to a pile of glass in the driver's seat.

So I said nothing.

I began to read the legal paperwork that was in my lap. The paperwork that was ultimately telling me how much time we had to get out and what would happen if we didn't.

The paperwork that was telling me that our hard work and the dream that we wanted for our family was over. It was all coming to an end and our future seemed so very bleak.

I can still remember how depressing Main Street looked as we drove in silence and how it almost felt like it was going to snow.

We drove to Olivia and Charlotte's school for their Halloween parade. I tried to make small talk with the parents I knew. I recall listening to a woman speaking to me. Her lips were moving, but I didn't hear a word she said.

I looked beyond her and saw David nuzzling Molly. She was dressed as a pea in a pod. She had the chubbiest cheeks you ever saw. She looked adorable.

David was smiling and kissing her as he held her tightly. I thought I was going to scream. Like I wanted to run around like a mad woman yelling at the top of my lungs. But I couldn't. So I listened to the woman talk and nodded my head and responded when it was appropriate even though inside I was running and screaming.

The parade began and all of the kids came out in their costumes. Olivia was dressed as a rock star and Charlotte was a snow princess. I kept holding back tears as they came around.

I felt like we were on the verge of losing something and disappointing our girls. It all seemed to be out of our control. Beyond what we could do. It all seemed out of reach.

But it wasn't. And that mad woman got to work. I read and reread everything I could. And what I found out was compared to a giant bank, I am but an ant.

Yelling and screaming will get me nowhere. My shouts were inaudible even though I knew what they were trying to do to my family wasn't right.

But when an ant suddenly gets legal representation, stuff happens.

So today is the beginning of something. To right a wrong. To fight for what is ours. To tell the big bank that they just can't do what they want.